"Oh my god. I like, at so much food. I'm like, stuffed. Like totally stuffed."
"Michael-."
"And that rum cake though. Don't tell anybody, but I'm feeling a little giddy.
"Michael-."
"And don't forget the-."
"Michael!"
"Yes?"
"Are you high?"
"Yup! On holiday cheer! You should try it sometime. I need to go home."
"And I need to go to Antarctica. You are at your home, you doofus."
"Oh. Sorry I'm a little messed up, you know, up there."
"I realized."
"But you gotta admit, the food was good."
"Hmm."
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Just Like Water
General Fiction"I push you away, but you come back, you always do, again and again and again. You're just like water."
